Archive for January 18, 2009

Happy Blue Monday everyone and Happy MLK day as well. For Blue Monday this week, I want to share my perscription with you…

These lovely blue items are saving my back and neck from further damage! I am losing the curve in my neck and my lower back. My chiropractor is helping me get my curves back with the assistance of these little wonders! The posture pump is for my neck. The ball helps both my neck and my back. I am seeing and feeling the results of using these items daily. Hope you have a pain free Monday!
For more Blue Monday posts, head on over to Sally’s!

Susan over at Between Naps on the Porch is hosting Metamorphosis Monday. This is the first week of this wonderful event and I can’t wait to show you my closet reorganization project. Since the New Year began, I have been on a de-clutter kick – in other words I have been nesting for 19 days now! (No, I am not pregnant 🙂 ) The de-clutter bug has decided to hang with me for awhile and I am going at it with gusto! Here’s one of my many projects – My Closet!

This project cost me a total of $36. The only items I purchased were the wire cubes and drawer boxes from Fred Meyer. I filled FOUR 30 gallon trash bags with clothes that I will be taking to Goodwill. I arranged my clothes in sleeve length order then by color. You could get real fancy with this project and get matching wood hangers, but that would have limited my space. Those hangers are huge and expensive! Here’s the after shot:

I love the way it turned out and it truly reflects the de-clutter theme I seem to be pursuing!
For more Metamorphosis projects, head on over to Susan’s and may you be motivated to get that project you have been wanting to do – DONE!
Toodles Noodles!

Some bright morning when this life is over
I’ll fly away
To that home on God’s celestial shore
I’ll fly away
I’ll fly away oh glory
I’ll fly away (in the morning)
When I die hallelujah by and by
I’ll fly away
When the shadows of this life have gone
I’ll fly away
Like a bird from these prison walls I’ll fly
I’ll fly away
Oh how glad and happy when we meet
I’ll fly away
No more cold iron shackles on my feet
I’ll fly away
Just a few more weary days and then
I’ll fly away
To a land where joys will never end
I’ll fly away